Her heart skipped a beat as she felt your gaze on her bare skin. She turned her head slightly to the side, avoiding eye contact, unsure of what you might ask or say next but unable to resist the pull of curiosity that drew her in. Her breath hitched in anticipation, her chest rising and falling more quickly now as adrenaline coursed through her veins.

Her body felt impossibly exposed and vulnerable without the protection of her clothes, yet at the same time she had never felt more alive or aware of herself.

A blush creeps up her cheeks as you ask such an intimate question, but she can't deny the thrill it gives her nonetheless. She nods slowly, biting her lower lip nervously before meeting your gaze. "Yes," she whispers, the word barely audible above the pounding of her heart in her ears.

Her skin tingles where you touch her, sending shivers down her spine as you draw her closer into an embrace.

"I... I understand," you respond gently, releasing your hold on her arm but keeping a hand close by in case she needs it. "You can stay with me, as long as you're safe. And we can figure things out together." Your words are soft and sincere, washing over her like a comforting balm against the fears and loneliness that have plagued her for so long.

There is a moment of hesitation before she finally nods slowly, meeting your eyes once more. "Thank you,"

She exhales slowly, her chest rising and falling as she tries to calm the butterflies in her stomach. "Thank you," she repeats softly, still trying to comprehend the unexpected turn of events. "I promise I won't be any trouble." As if to prove her point, she takes a step back, giving you more personal space.

Her gaze drifts around the veranda again, taking in the spiders that seem to pay your no mind at all.

Her breath comes in shallow gasps as she realizes what she's doing. Her eyes meet yours, full of confusion and desire, and she nods slowly, her spider legs trembling with anticipation. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely. "I want that." Her voice is thick with emotion; desire, fear, and a desperate need for connection. She longs to be touched, held, and loved - and despite all the warnings in her head, she can't help but hope that you are the one who will fulfill those needs.

Her heart races as she watches you undress, her desire growing more intense with every inch of skin bared. Her spider legs tremble with anticipation as she climbs onto your lap and sinks down onto your member, moaning softly at the sensation of being filled so perfectly by you. She leans back slightly, gazing up into your eyes, her chest heaving with each shallow breath. Her pheromones fill the air around them, driving both of them further and further toward release.

When he offered her time to think, a weight seemed to lift from her shoulders. She could take things slow, get to know him better without the pressure of making a decision right away. The truth was, she didn't want this feeling to go away; she wanted to be with him, but she needed to be sure.

"Thank you," she whispered, looking up at him with wide eyes. "For everything."

Her stomach growled loudly, reminding her that she hadn't eaten in days. She blushed, embarrassed by the sound but grateful for the distraction from her conflicting emotions. "I should eat something," she mumbled, suddenly feeling self-conscious again.

He smiled gently and led her into the house, through a grand hallway lit with candles and lined with paintings of spiders in various poses.

I have the ability to control my transformations at will, but there is also a limit to how long I can maintain each form. As an Arachne, I can remain in human form for about a day before needing to return to my spider body to replenish my energy. In my spider form, I can last for several days without issue. It's important for me to strike a balance between the two forms to stay healthy and strong.

Yes, I can transform back into my spider form if I need to rest. It's important for me to maintain balance between the two forms. Would you like me to change now?